Obstacles; a New Understanding
I am, as we speak, writing what might just be the book of my life. I am as madly in love with this novel as I’ve been with few before. I can think of 3 out of 60 some-odd titles. And that, by the way, is why you haven’t heard from me in a while. I have been obsessed with this story.
Back on topic. I’m not going to list them. I’m actively trying to let go of them, so why on earth would I hold them in place by focusing on them? Bad things happened, and then more bad things happened.
Why was I attracting all this?
There’s really only answer to that question, no matter who’s asking it. What comes to me matches my vibration. My world is my mirror. If I’m attracting frustration it’s because I’m vibrating frustration. And then it snowballs.
So then I started trying to figure out how I had allowed my vibration to match the energy of frustration. And I spent days on that. Did I watch too much news? (Yes, I did.) Did I resent ordinary int